Freedom Poem by Janice Harris
Freedom
Warm sun peering on my face
Rain drops bathing my body
Fresh cut grass under my bare feet
The fog engulfing me
Moonlight etching a path home
Stars shining bright over my head
The wind racing and talking
My mind listening and enjoying, Freedom
Friday, July 6, 2012
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5/2/2024 12:20:32 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A real feel of freedom in this verse. Alas one can be so ftee.